"Blood of the Wind Master?" Ling Ping'an looked at the glowing object in his hand and examined it carefully.
Finally, he received a notification: This is an unknown mysterious item sealed by some kind of power. You can choose to pay 2000 nightmare points to unlock its seal, or you can entrust other players with appraisal skills to appraise this item.
After Ling Ping'an paid 2000 nightmare points, he obtained the comprehensive data of this item:
Contaminated Blood of the Wind Master - Content: 10 milliliters.
Usage: Edible: Allows you to obtain the power of the Wind Master. If you have already obtained the power of the Wind Master, strengthen it!
Usage: Summon a gale/hurricane/typhoon (Depends on the amount of Blood of the Wind Master you have!), Attack your enemies.
Description: This is the blood of a god that flowed from the corpse of a fallen god.
Ling Ping'an looked at these descriptions, thought for a moment, and chose to eat it.
Thus, he only saw his character raising his neck and stuffing the glowing object into his mouth.
Then, he received a notification: Dear player, you have consumed: 10 milliliters of Contaminated Blood of the Wind Master. The concentration of Blood of the Wind Master in your character's body has increased!
In his status bar, a new attribute appeared: Concentration of Blood of the Wind Master 1% (15 milliliters).
It seemed that this attribute would only appear in the status bar when the concentration reached 1%.
Soon, another notification appeared: Dear player, your skill: Strength of the Wind Master LV5 has been strengthened!
Ling Ping'an took a look and found that the damage of this skill had been increased. It had changed from the original spirit attribute x1.6 extra damage to the spirit attribute x2 extra damage. In addition, the description of the paralysis effect had changed from the original 'certain probability' to '10% probability'.
The passive health recovery had also increased from 10% of the damage to 15%.
"So..." Ling Ping'an scratched his head. "The game strategy for this dungeon is to kill other monsters or people with this Blood of the Wind Master?"
He shook his head and walked to a treasure chest that appeared beside the tall man. He reached out and touched it. He only took out something that seemed to be a notebook.
He took a look and got the name of the notebook: Beian Village Diary.
"This is the diary he wrote in this village called Beian Village?" Ling Ping'an scratched his head and put away the notebook.
Then, he looked at the corpse in front of him and sighed. "You're also pitiful!"
"Let me do a good deed and help you rest in peace!"
He dragged the corpse and dug a pit in the mulberry forest.
After digging the pit, he remembered the female corpse from before. After thinking for a while, he dug another pit next to this one.
After burying him and the female corpse, he covered them with soil.
Looking at the two new graves, Ling Ping'an sighed, "I don't know your names either, nor do I know your past..."
"But I still hope that you can rest in peace!"
Although he knew that these two corpses were just two game characters.
To be precise, it was just two pieces of code.
However …
He still couldn't bear to see these two corpses exposed in the wilderness!
For the people of the Federation, it was the final wish of all the deceased to be buried in peace.
After burying them, Ling Ping'an sighed and walked back the way he came.
At the same time, he began to formulate a script in his mind.
"I have to think of a way to fool that little girl!"
He had probably guessed the truth of this matter.
That tall man was probably the 'father' that Ah Ning had mentioned.
That female corpse was probably the 'very beautiful mother' that Ah Ning had mentioned.
Although Ling Ping'an didn't know what had happened that caused the tall man to become like this, he was very sure that this man's last bit of rationality prevented him from hurting his daughter.
"Is this the great fatherly love?" Ling Ping'an shook his head and walked back to the small village along the way.
"Is this the great fatherly love?" Ling Ping'an shook his head and walked back to the small village along the way he came.
"Is this the great fatherly love?" Ling Ping'an shook his head and walked back to the small village along the way. Creak! "
Creak, the door opened.
The little girl was holding a small oil lamp. Her rosy cheeks were blinking a pair of beautiful little eyes.
"Big brother!" She asked sweetly, "Have you found my father and mother?"
Ling Ping'an looked at her, squatted down, and said, "Big brother found them!"
She immediately jumped up happily, "Big brother, where did my father and mother go?"
"They have to do something..." Ling Ping'an said softly, "Let big brother come back first and tell Ah Ning..."
"They said to tell Ah Ning to wait at home obediently!"
"When they come back..."
"Oh!" The little girl nodded a little aggrievedly, "Then come in, big brother!"
Ling Ping'an nodded and walked in.
The little girl was very young, but she walked like an adult.
She led Ling Ping'an through the courtyard and came to a house. Then, she pushed the door open and placed the oil lamp on the ground.
The oil lamp illuminated the room.
Under the dim light, the furnishings in the house appeared in front of Ling Ping'an's eyes.
Obviously, this was a study.
There was a desk by the window, and a pen holder stood on the desk.
There was also a letter on the desk.
Obviously, the owner of the study had suddenly left when he was writing the letter.
Therefore, his brush was still in the inkstone.
Ling Ping'an walked over, picked up the unfinished letter, and started reading.
"Brother Chu, I haven't seen you for many years. I wonder how you are today? I have been in Bei'an for many years. I wonder how you are doing? I have been in Bei'an for four years!
Ling Ping'an read it softly. Soon, he knew that this was a letter entrusting his daughter to him.
In the letter, the owner of this place asked a friend named Young Chu, who was in Jing'an, to come to Bei'an to pick up his wife and daughter and take good care of them.
"So..." Ling Ping'an held the letter, "He already knew that something was going to happen to him?"
"Big brother..." Ah Ning walked in front of Ling Ping'an and asked innocently, "Ah Ning wants to sleep..."
"Oh..." Ling Ping'an smiled. He finally remembered that in this game world, it should be late at night. It was probably two or three o'clock.
But this little girl had been holding on.
She waited alone at home.
"Then, big brother, will you take Ah Ning to sleep?" Ling Ping'an asked.
"Okay!" Ah Ning nodded obediently.
Ling Ping'an held her hand and walked to a bed in the study. He carried her to the bed and covered her with a blanket.
The little girl soon fell asleep on the pillow.
Ling Ping'an looked at the little girl and sighed.
Although this was just a game, this little girl's cleverness was a little too real.
He gently took out the booklet from his body, then walked to the door of the room, picked up the oil lamp, and placed it on the desk.
Then, he opened the booklet.
Line after line of regular script came into view.
Yongli year 350, summer, May 13th.
Today, I have a daughter... named Ah Ning. I am holding a banquet at my father's house and I am very happy.
"Yongli?" Ling Ping'an frowned and thought of the flying fish robe and spring embroidery saber on his body, "Is this a parallel world?"
As far as he knew, Yongli should be the name of the last emperor of the previous dynasty.
He continued to read. Most of them were trivial matters. Occasionally, the owner of the diary would find some monsters in the streams, rivers, and villages outside and kill them, winning the cheers of the whole village.
But gradually, the handwriting began to become messy.
Often, there were not many words on a page that could be read clearly.
Even so, most of them did not follow up!
"Master of the Wind... Master of the Wind's blood is out of control..."
"I saw Master of the Rain..."
"Master of the Rain's shadow is on the moon!"
"No! No! No! "
"Our world is real!"
In the end, a large amount of blood appeared on the notebook.
Ling Ping'an saw a line of shocking exclamation marks between the blood stains.
Behind these exclamation marks were a few lines of lyrics.
Moreover, they were lyrics that Ling Ping'an was very familiar with.
"Rising and falling along the rivers and mountains, gentle curves..."
"The Central Plains that you love, the north and Jiangnan that you love..."
Ling Ping'an's eyes were about to pop out as he looked at it.
"This is..." his face was full of question marks, "The song that Taizu wrote for Yizu!"
He was too familiar with this song.
Because from kindergarten to primary school, junior high school, and high school, every day before morning exercises, the school loudspeakers would play various versions of this song.
This was also part of the Federal Empire's patriotic education.
But the question was, how did this song appear in a game in a parallel world?
Ling Ping'an didn't quite understand, so he could only blame it on the game planner or designer.
Probably only they could do such a thing!
… …
Chu Weiwei opened her eyes.
Lines of words appeared on her retina.
Nightmare game participant Qingcheng Weiwei, you have entered the Nightmare World.
Location: Zhang Hong's country, the commander-in-chief of the Brocade-clan Guard.
Time: Yongli year 354, summer and June.
Your Nightmare Golden Milestone: Coattail Rider has taken effect. Your identity in this world is: Brocade-clan Guard Baihu.
As these words faded away one by one, Chu Weiwei found herself tied to a platform that looked like a test bench.
At the side, oil lamps were burning.
She felt that there seemed to be something extra in her body.
Beside her ears, there was also some kind of crazy ravings talking about something terrifying.
"Baihu Chu..." a man in a flying suit walked up to her. "Don't struggle... You've just completed the injection of the Blood of the Wind Master..."
"Now, you should focus and carefully digest and block the ravings from the Wind Master to avoid being corroded by it!"
Chu Weiwei listened, not understanding what was going on.
However, her Nightmare Mark was burning.
She quickly checked and received a notification: Nightmare Game participant 'Weiwei Aocheng', you have entered an emergency Nightmare World.
You have been injected with: Contaminated Blood of the Wind Master (5 ml).
You have become the Son of the Wind Master!
From now on, you can increase the content of the Blood of the Wind Master in your body by hunting other people or monsters with the Blood of the Wind Master.
Please note: The Blood of the Wind Master is extremely corrosive.
Although the space has shielded you from most of the negative effects of the Blood of the Wind Master, you still have to bear some of the negative effects.
Moreover, for every hour you stay in this world, you have to pay 1,000 nightmare points to the Realm of Nightmare as the price to shield the negative effects of the Blood of the Wind Master!
When your nightmare points are insufficient, the Realm will automatically sell your equipment and supplies.
Once your equipment and resources are depleted, you will be obliterated!
When she finished reading these notifications, glowing trickles suddenly appeared on the ceiling above her head.
The water slowly gathered together and formed words.
Main mission: Go to Beian village and find the altar of the Rain Master!
When the last word was formed, the glowing water gathered together and fell from the ceiling.
Ka-cha Ka-cha!
At this moment, the metal buckles that bound Chu Weiwei loosened one by one.
That allowed her to regain her freedom.
She sat up and saw that beside her, the people who were also tied to the test bench like her were sitting up one after another.
Chu Weiwei recognized many of them.
At this moment, a few men in flying suits walked in.
"Chu Baihu!" The leader took the initiative to reach out and pull Chu Weiwei down. He said very politely, "Congratulations, your Blood of the Wind Master injection is extremely successful!"
Then, he turned to look at the others. "What are you guys still standing there for?"
"Do you want me to help you guys up?"
"Hurry up and get off the stage. If you don't get off the stage, you'll be punished by military law!"
… …
I went to the hospital to treat my eyes today ~ ~ ~
The doctor said that it was some kind of crop swelling. If it dragged on for another two days, I would have to have surgery ~ ~
After fumigating my eyes for a long time, I was given a bunch of medicine ~
Now I'm finally feeling a little better!
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